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"The weather has been unpropitious of late, Miss Hawkins."
"It has indeed," said Laura. "The climate seems to be variable."
"It is its nature of old, here," said the daughter--stating it apparently
as a fact, only, and by her manner waving aside all personal
responsibility on account of it. "Is it not so, mamma?"
"Quite so, my child. Do you like winter, Miss Hawkins?" She said "like"
as if she had, an idea that its dictionary meaning was "approve of."
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Not as well as summer--though I think all seasons have their charms."
It is a very just remark. The general held similar views. He
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considered snow in winter proper; sultriness in summer legitimate; frosts
in the autumn the same, and rains in spring not objectionable. He was
not an exacting man. And I call to mind now that he always admired
thunder. You remember, child, your father always admired thunder?"
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He adored it."
No doubt it reminded him of battle," said Laura.
Yes, I think perhaps it did. He had a great respect for Nature.
He often said there was something striking about the ocean. You remember
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